2. a door without a handle, a room without a door

a standstill doubter, who'd ever think to blame?

two fathers promise through clouds and through flames

swayed devotion bestows on me new names

earned by long lost pride or stark new shame

a stilled life posed, what kind of picture would you frame?

 

pastels or earthy,

which held me as worthy?

favored and made royal

or razorblades that boil?

 

unsure footing paced me in simple steps

certainty misplaced, still not rekindled yet

decree your allegiance, and it's in you'll get

enticed to be caught in a parental net

we hold no control on where we will rest

 

a bed of flowers

or in dread, devoured

set tenderly on a pedestal

or as warnings for men made animal

 

kept quiet in my hesitation

reachless destiny set in stations

winged warriors met with abrasions

a dynasty's days set with grey suns

bringing a rising mess of strayed young

 

left or waited for

kept their faith unsure

infinities of questions

extended by their best sins